Bethlehem

So this is my, my bethlehem

It's got covered up walls but I gotta leave 'em

I can't take the walls with me

With me, without me

I've got scraps of paper stuck to my wall

I would go anywhere, any at all

Name a place, call it right

I hope there's hope left

And I hope it's for me

And so I am bound

by where I wanna be

There is a man in my reflection

Is he a musician or a director?

Could he give life to half of the things

He said he would

He would, but he won't

So this is my, my bethlehem

It's got covered up walls but I gotta leave 'em

One of these days I'm gonna break it

One of these days I'm gonna make it

I've got scraps of paper stuck to my wall

I would go anywhere, any at all

Name a place, call it right

I always see the bus going home

But I'm, i'm never on it

There is a time I have to grow up

But I, I never want it

I've set in stone all chapter and verse

I only see this all getting worse

All of my bridges were meant to be burnt

But I build 'em back up 'cos

This is my, my bethlehem

It's got covered up walls but I gotta leave 'em

I'm hid in the cloak of wanting to wander

But that's no me, not me

I've got scraps of paper stuck to my wall

I would go anywhere, any at all

Name a place, call it right

So this is my, my promised land

So this is where, life came in hand

Shamefully, I don't understand

Forgive me, I am only a lad